Her new body was far more powerful than it had been before. And faster. She was a blur as she raced through the building. Steel security doors gave way before her with little resistance, allowing her to race up the stairs to the first floor. She emerged in the main lobby, quickly glancing left and right to get her bearings. The security teams were all charging toward the west doors, sprinting for the parking lot. Laura wasn't sure why, but it seemed like a good idea. She dashed off after them, streaking by the slower moving men, a flesh and white-colored blur in her flapping labcoat. She crashed through the glass doors of the lobby, ignoring the many cuts and scrapes. She knew she could heal such minor injuries before she'd gone more than a few feet. Outside, she quickly located the source of concern—the biggest werewolf she'd ever seen was pummeling one of the stone soldiers. With a car. Laura raced on, leaping and throwing her shoulder into the beast's back as it raised a mangled convertible car over its head again, ready to smash it down on the stunned stone soldier laying on his back on the ground.
